"W-what is this?!"
Are these things real? No, I may not understand, but these must be lies. But what was real, what if? Then this will be my ticket back to my world!
There is a possibility that I could return to earth by creating some kind of crack in time and space, but the possibility of being a fake outweighs it.
This is not a situation that I need to think about right now. Even if it's real, I can't do it with my power.
I need the Akasha records from the first hero's story. The source of these soul notebooks is something inconceivable without body and substance. That which is superior even to the gods... I mean, I can't even define it.
But in order for me to access the Akasha records, my meaning must be more than the meaning in the world. But I have almost none.
I say almost, because my body has also begun to differ. Even if I can't hold the mana, it goes through my artery. It's very rare, but there is mana in my body, I feel it.
The days passed like water, and I said goodbye to my master again. I put the books I stole back.
At first I went to the land of Ceres. But this time I plan to go to the land of Diana. But for some reason, my master didn't give me a book this time, he just told me to strengthen the skills I have. He kind of ordered me to practice during the war.
The road was a little long, but it's worth it, because there are more physical wizards in the land of Diana. I even have the chance to train because they use the magic power in their own bodies, although there is a high probability that I will be rejected because I don't have meaning.
But most importantly, there is a very valuable item there. A strange fruit that serves to break biological chains, sorcerers call it a mana fruit, but its function is a little strange.
When you eat, tons of mana flow into your body, and your mana capacity increases tens of times at a time. But you are experiencing a pain worse than death. Unfortunately, most people are not allowed access to that fruit.
Because that fruit is protected by the Druids. Ahh, I wish I had an unstable system like in those novels, how beautiful everything would be.
After hours of traveling, I started to get a little bored. It's really boring to go on horseback like this. Fortunately, sometimes monsters attack, and I Decipher my head.
So far I have hunted 4 Goblins, 2 Orcs, 8 Silver Wolves, 2 Slimes. I also took the beans, but it didn't satisfy me very much.
"It's getting dark..."
"Pat, pat."
I struck the horse's side gently and went down. I found a place under the trees and set up there. I collected wood to make a fire, and I picked up a stone from the ground and started looking for a different kind of stone.
Fortunately, it didn't take long. After about 5 minutes, I found an iron-based stone. After a few attempts, I easily lit the fire.
I took out the Orc meat I had brought with me and started keeping it on the fire. I gave some of it to my horse.
"I'm sleepy..."
I was leaning against a tree, and as my eyelids slowly closed, I saw several people jumping from tree to tree in the trees in front.
But it was too late. I was already in the realm of dreams. When I woke up, there was only burnt wood left from the fire.
I stood up slowly and drank water from my flask. My horse had woken up before me, so I gave him some water and got ready to go.
I looked around, but there were no people I vaguely remembered last night. I don't even remember if they're real or imaginary anymore. It's a really interesting thing to forget.
Because I was covered everywhere, I got on the horse's back and started riding. After being on the horse's back for hours, sitting on the saddle now feels like torture.
'This king certainly gave me cheap saddles!'
When I look back and look back, I saw an empty road, it looks like my progress through time.
All those memories and memories are useless now. Only things I can remember. if you make unnecessary connections, I'm afraid it will disappear again.
After a few hours, I got off the horse and started to yawn a little.
"Rest for half an hour..."
I told the horse these things and I started to like his face. It began to rest, as if he understood what I was saying.
I also didn't stand idly by and worked on my foot technique. During this time, a few goblins passed close to us, but I didn't attack because they didn't show any hostility.
They passed by calmly, about an hour later I lifted the horse and we set off again. Interestingly, only 1 Orc attacked until the sun went down.
Today the monsters are strangely tame. I don't really care, but unsettling.
That rumor I heard in the kingdom of Apollo came to my mind.
"A new demon king is rising in Diana's Kingdom."
"No, my dear, such events remained hundreds of years ago."
"Yes, but the heroes have already been summoned. Why 2. shouldn't he be an enemy?"
"You never open your mouth for good..."
I'm sure I heard something like this. When I heard this, I thought it might be, but now this feeling has become even stronger
Fortunately, I'm not a hero. Even if there is a bitterness in me, I am relieved that I do not have responsibilities like this.
But even if I were a hero, I wouldn't deal with things like this. My current goal is to Decamp from among them when they kill the demon king.
After all, in the battle of good and evil, the good usually win. He's got a six-to-one advantage, a scoring advantage. Beat them with a nice strategy and plan.
It got dark and I went to bed and slept. Now I know for sure. Someone is chasing me. The days passed like water, and after a trip of about 1 week, I had already taken my steps to the land of Diana.
It will probably take me another 1 day to get to a busy city. But during this time they are still following me. This is starting to bother me.
There are 3 people in total, and they are probably elves too. But I don't know why they're following me. And frankly speaking, their assassination skills are terrible, they can't even do the job of hiding properly.
I walked into a tavern and ordered food. It's a little expensive, but it's much nicer than what I ate. I overheard the bartender talking.
"Have the good drinks arrived?"
"What kind would you like?"
"What about hard drinks?"
"There's Dragon Liquor."
"What would you suggest to him?"
"I suggest mutton cooked with oak wood."
"for 2 people."
As this conversation passes, something tells me that these conversations are encrypted. No, he's literally screaming. These are the encrypted conversations you know
*Pattt!!*
The bartender sternly put the dragon liquor in his hand on the table almost at a right angle.
Interesting events are about to happen. I feel. When they had eaten, the 1.90 tall guy with pitch black hair, the guy with a really above average good looks and the person who covered his body with a robe left.
So I left slowly and went to get my horse from the stable to continue on my way. Just as I was about to untie the horse's leans, a knife flew past my ears.
Even if I avoided it at the last moment, s/he cut off part of my ear. Is really annoying. Finally, those who are following me seem to have revealed their identities.
"Human... Why is there that sign in your soul?"
S/he asked a different question, if you're going to ask a question, why are you throwing a knife, bastard?!
"What sign?"
I'm frowning.
"Is there really a sign?"
"Yes, and a sign of the kind that surprises even me..."
The elf who had lowered his robe had finally shown his face... Huh? Why is she here? She was supposed to be in the kingdom of Ceres.
She asked again threateningly as he took the knives in his hand.
"Human, I'm asking again. Why do you have my 'signature' on your soul"
(Author's note: When I say signature, it means something like a fingerprint)
Hmm... I think she left me some kind of signature the last time we met. So, how exactly am I going to get out of this?
I'm still not at my full strength, and the enemy's intention is not to kill either. As I understand it...
"I don't know exactly either, but you probably did."
"But I don't remember..."
"Remember that the mana signature can only be made by the owner of the mana."
My hands and feet are shaking a little. It must really be fate that I meet him now. Even if there is 1 person, there are 2 more people who came with him, and there is a possibility that they are on guard right now. And seriously, my physical body is still raw.
If she does that attack again, she'll probably cut my heart out this time, too. I need to finish this quickly. Half a second had already passed. My brain works at a hypersonic speed.
I still haven't come up with an idea, and the other side is still silent. Suddenly he opened his mouth. I can see the desire to kill in your eyes.
"So you are one of those who tortured me."
Suddenly he drew out his sword, and I found myself rushing towards him. I quickly landed a kick on his calf and threw 3 punches and 1 uppercut on his rib cage with an iron fist.
These events took place in just 2 seconds. I can't understand this superhuman speed of mine either, but I feel it. I've already digested half of those meals I ate, and the leftovers came out as sweat and steam.
I can continue this battle for no more than 20 seconds. In an instant the sword flew at my head and managed to scratch part of my face.
If I had escaped a few seconds too late, my brain would probably have split in two. But this attack doesn't stop there, his sword suddenly began to fall downwards, and before I could even react, a lightning-fast attack landed on my rib cage.
"Gahh!!!"
'Shit, I don't have any active skills.'
Damn it... Decisively, there is a difference between a martial artist and a fighter as much as heaven and earth. If only he had been the magician who attacked from behind, he would have reined it in and stayed in a defensive position because he would put someone else in.
I stretched my body to throw a punch that was a mixture of iron and fire fist. Probably this punch will finish him off. But the other two companions of that elf will have understood that a rope has passed around my neck.
"Clack!!"
And suddenly it tightened, before I could even react, I began to fall. my body parts were falling, but my body threw the punch, and while that elf was trying to protect himself with his sword, the pressure of the punch sent him flying a few meters away.
But I had already fallen to the ground. I think and analyze strangely completely. But I can't help but say that all this happened in half a second.
My vision darkened, and my crumbs of thought also disappeared. I was swallowed up by the darkness... Again.
****
I gasped for breath and threw my arms around my neck. But my head was still attached to my body
"Oh, thank God!!"
That word god really came out of my mouth, didn't it? How disgusting.
"A person who believes in God, how interesting."
And the priest who called us to this world at the beginning of all events spoke with a light laugh.
[Occupation: Journeyman Martial Artist]
[Race: Superior Human+]
[Blood: Venom]
[Abilities: Willpow#, Optical Time]
Sighing, I laid my head on the floor of the kingdom.
'Why... Why I can't die?'
Does the fate of fate not want me to die? No no, that's probably not the answer. What then? Is it something like that in the Cracks of time book? I do not know.
Let's skip the classic events. 2. training. I lasted a lot longer than the expedition, and this time I found my master. I trained from him until the evening, and I'm in my room right now, listening to the head.
Involuntarily, I threw my hand back to my neck, the pain was really that close, but so far away.
"Who was it that killed me there?"
Another elf who came with that elf killed me, but how did he manage to kill so quickly that even I couldn't react?
And I need to erase that mana signature in my soul. And for this, we need the help of a high-ranking sorcerer.
I wonder if Yuu's teacher can do it? Probably, yes, but I get a lot of attention. I should like it on the day of departure.
In exhaustion, I put my head on the pillow. 1.76 tall, black hair. Even if I'm not beautiful but I'm not ugly. Why do these things happen to me? There are a ton of questions I still can't answer, but these are neither the time nor the place.
"I Ju... Just want to live."
Tears flowed from my eyes and I fell asleep. I fell asleep comfortably for the first time
Author: Yasir00
Editor:SherFSiz
Translator:Yandex/Yasir00